Womanslove Stories

" Maybe Love at first sight isn't what we think it is. Maybe it's recognizing a soul we loved in a past life and falling in love with them again."

Heaven met David in one of the event she attended. Since then he is her one and only love in her dreams. She managed to be his friend in FB only. Until one day, Heaven had her chance to be meet him again and this time she will do anything to be his friend and not just a simple hello again. Will Heaven succeed this time?... Can she make him fall in love with her?...

Pag-ibig. Hanggang saan ang kaya mo sa ngalan ng pag ibig? Kakayanin mo kayang maghintay ng matagal na panahon ng walang kasiguraduhang babalik pa ang taong iyong minamahal? "Yeah. This is what I dreamed before. To meet her and to be with her. To know more about her. To share the moments together, happy or not. To hear her laughters when she bullied me and same as with me. This is what I've wanted for a long time. That genuine smile when she picks me up, while giving me flowers and exchanging our i love you's. Im scared LJ. I'm afraid to ruin of what we have now. If there is a treasure that I would not trade. That was her. And I am so scared I can't do anything right now." -Anntonnia "Maybe Im not a perfect person to her. But the destiny plays a biggest role in our life. When Im in the verge of giving up my dreams, sinong makakapagsabing ang stranger sa ilalim ng tulay ang magbibigay sa akin ng pag asa. Ng minsang pinagkaitan ako ng pagmamahal ng isang babae. I never knew that day she catch me from that heartbreak. Wala e, tinamaan ng malakas ni kupido. Swak sa banga. Ni hindi ko nga naramdamang na broken heart ako because from that moment I lay my eyes on her she already holds my heart. Nakilala siya ng puso ko. Siya ang pinili. At mamahalin habambuhay." - Michelle Completed -May 30, 2024

There were a hundred ways to fall in love with Kira Timurov, and Yumeko had memorized every single one. Everyone watched her. Yumeko observed her. That was the difference. Other students fantasized about holding her hand. Yumeko imagined how many keys were on her home piano. How long it took her to memorize her speech patterns. How her mood shifted by the tilt of her lips. They called Yumeko strange. Unsettling. Brilliant, but off. She didn't care. They weren't the ones she wanted to be seen by.